I wrote this poem back when my husband and I were dating to help him understand the struggle of depression and anxiety I was going through.
The Silence
It's when the silence comes
that I fear the most.
When night falls
and shadows dance around the room.
My thoughts and fears
come out to haunt me.
My doubts and nightmares
become true.
When nothing is left
but raw hope.
The feeling of falling,
grasping into the darkness.
It's always the night
that I fear the most.
When the silence calls me, the loneliness consumes,
and the nightmares haunt.
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